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By co-authors Phyllisroger

It was farseeing ago or was it yesterday. Finally, after a long day it was time for some relaxation and recreation…heavy on"recreation."My home was empty except for me and my favorite large dog. I was feeling randy. When the air came through the undetermined door I could tell. My pussy was wet and the air cooled me, only making me more hot and ready to go upstairs with Duke…my large blacken lab. OMG, we were a team and we joined…as in joined…together for fun whenever we had the chance. This good afternoon was one of them.

baby were at schooltime, hubby away on one of his travelling outing. Being alone was a course of stimulation and I called Duke. We moved upstairs to my bedroom for a little dramatic play. I chuckled his ear, he had that doggy grinning, he was breathing from climbing the step and with each breath his bow-wow cock pointed our of its sheath…inhaling, exhaling and his cock in unison. I petted his headway, played with his sheath and out came a pulsing, dripping hammer. I stroked the hammer, leaned down and kissed as it grew arduous and twist to the touch of my warm up kissing. I sucked the tip.

Then I sat on the edge of the bed, dressed in my cool off house coating which hung loosely on my body and down to my articulatio genus. It was our niggling plot and Duke nosed up the hem respective times and then moved forward. He knew what to do. He was under my dress. I spread my legs and he took a big glorious slurp of my slit sending thrills through my body. I lifted my garb to my waist and Duke was in life-threatening attention. I lifted my pussy for him ; go around my brim and he didn't disappoint with his wonderful, soothing spit. If only I could teach a man to anoint me with his mouth. Some did. A lot didn't but I had my dog. Good old true Duke ! Hard at his task…as in really intemperate, dripping, moving from position to side.

The sight of this dog's rooster and the notion thrilling through my body from the licking that were too much. There was a unawares meter before the tiddler came plate from school day but I didn't want to wait to be fucked. It was such a lull morning and afternoon I had it on my judgment for hours and the clock time had come…I could give probably climaxed all by myself but right now I had avail. I climbed on the bed, pulled the housedress over my bottom, took my position : munition forward, face down, ass and cunt up and waiting. I was so hot I didn't even hear the squeak of the silver screen door and didn't tending. It was probably just the breeze.

Actually it had opened to a whole new fervour for me. Meanwhile, Duke had mounted me, poking around, it was part of our foreplay : his tool slapping around my ass, poking around and wetting and cooling me. I could have taken a cold bathtub right then and still have been hot. I grunted and closed my middle. His cock had finally found my twat and entered. It always made me grunt. He was a fine big boy and was pumping now ; my excitement building and I knew a wonderful coming was on its way to bless my body.

"Mom !"OMG, my son Eric had come home base early…that was the racket from the screen door. I looked back only to see him at my doorway, his mouth full undefended at the great deal. I muttered :"Please close the door. Go downstairs. Mommy just can't stop right now. I'll see you in the kitchen."Letting out another grunt and I could finger that releasing climax traveling from my toes and berm focusing on my hot cunt being churned. experience it flowing from my face, down my neck and breasts…my integral body in emotion and all focalization on my twat. OMG it was here and now ! His knot was slapping me. He was trying to inscribe me. We made more noise. The flood tide throbbed through me ; the dog finally climbed down oblivious to Eric and the interruption. You can't interrupt a dog at work or, in this case, disturb Mommy for a little schmooze with her oldest 13 year old son.

I rested for a few minutes, gathered my bravery and went downstairs."Eric. What you saw was your imagination. Duke and I like to wrestle."Eric's oculus got bigger…they were already big…he hadn't heard his Mom lie very often. He said :"Mom. I don't have that honorable an resource. Duke sure has a big peter !"“ Yes he does,"I said,"and sometimes mama needs it to decompress. promise that it is our secret ? If so, I have another surprise for you but only if it is our secret and no one else's"I let out my hint when he said :"okey Mom. I won't Tell Dad or anyone. So what is the surprise ?"

"It's sentence for us to babble, honey. Sit down. I don't know what you've done about sex or girls and it's clock time we talked about it…we're humans and sex is part of human race. Come over her and sit across from me."He did."Mom and Dad do the same affair sometime as I was doing with Duke but Dad is gone for a long time sometimes and I get sexual feelings that are frustrating if they aren't taken care of. Understand ?"He nodded."It's a niggling like when we're hungry and we need food. Sometimes we have intuitive feeling that need sex."Eric was sitting there staring at me."Mom you're very pretty and have a passably form. Some of the boy at school day tell me how pretty is my Mom."I loved these words and continued :

"When a man and woman have sexual feel they need to take tutelage of them. Usually Dad and I go upstairs. I take down his pants and he puts his hands under my dress and feels me. When I take down his pant and then his underwear his cock gets unbendable and he likes me to kiss it, lick it, put it in my backtalk, and run my tongue all over it until he is ready to put his corpse cock inside me and then we feel really honorable. Having sex is a wonderful experience."I looked at him. He was Isidor Feinstein Stone silent. Fascinated with my words. I looked down at his shank. He was wearing boxershorts. I could see the gibbosity in his pants. I hesitated with my next step but I was getting hot again and with my son ! I was still coming down from my bedchamber experience. Looking at my son's bump made my mamilla hard. I was prepare but waited to see what would go on. It was very quiet in our kitchen as my son looked at me ; questioning. Then he broke the silent, great moment.

"Mom,"he said :"What ?"“ I think I'm having those sexual feelings that you were talking about. What should I do with them ?"I smiled…he was old enough…and as I knew, a"big boy"…we didn't circumcise our children and sons had big dicks."tie-up up,"I said and he did."Come over here,"I said and he did. I loosened his rap and unbuttoned him."This is our private. right hand ?"He looked at me and nodded. I had his pant down now and his large cock was out. I was afraid chum and sister would be habitation and glanced at the clock…we still had meter for our lesson. I stroked his cock which was big and stiffly, the tip wet, I looked at him and he had this big smile."That feels dear Mom"he said."Keep doing that."I stroked him more, cupped his musket ball, holding his balls, stroking and then reached down for a kiss and lick. I licked the base of his shaft ; his bridge player touched my ears and I began to blow him."Mom,"he said."What ?"I mumbled through my sass."It is feeling unlike now and getting …ah ! … better…much…much better."His fingers tensed on my ears asI continued licking…he exclaimed :."Please don't stop Mom !"

And of course I didn't. I couldn't closure in my lust for this beautiful big son rooster. He had a wonderful"man cock"not a petty boy turncock and his precum was slippery on my knife aiding me in giving him pleasure. I licked the sensible skin underneath as he squirmed and bend with each punch. Then he tightened on my spike, tensed"MOM ! Oh…Mom…"and then he came in my mouth…I felt his first flare-up of seed and then another…a big, big come from his"Man Cock."My little boy all grown up wetting his Mom ‘ s throat with his sweet sperm. I swallowed and licked him down to soft. He sat back down, his bare bottom of the inning on the chair."Gosh. Oh gosh. That was great !"It was all he could say. I heard the Thomas Kid arriving. We had had our fun just in the knick of clock time.

"twist up your bloomers. Your look is red…go splash some water."He got up but stopped, looked at me, said :"Mom. If I don't Tell. Can we do that again ?"I just smiled…and said :"Of course and I have some other lessons."He ran off to get his aspect washed and in came the children running up to me giving me a hug, walking over for a drink of Milk."Have a nice day honeys ?"I asked."Yes we did. Did you have a nice day ?"I said it had been a wonderful day, which, in fact, it had been and more. I couldn't wait to teach Eric a few Thomas More matter. Things that send Mom's into"Gosh"land. I hoped I didn't have to wait long .